Thursday, January 27, 2011

While trolling the web for barnyard pimp stories, I found these on blog site Charlotte Eats. Obviously, it's certainly not a new trend for celebrities to invest in a chicken joint - even in Jellystone Park. These are circa 1940.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

However you will have to go to Clinton, Iowa to get your first taste of Flav's 99 cent wings. The Clinton Herald reported that with clock in tow, F-squared introduced his latest enterprise.

Hmm . . ." how'd he come up with this idea" you say? Maybe it went a bit like this: "Fiddy got Vitamin Water, Nelly got jeans - I gotta get something that will let the world get a taste of the real flava."

Yeah, I know. Most of those words were way too big for the underweight lover, but I'm sure it was something like that. The Herald's Scott Levine reports F-squared as saying ". . . I’m trying to start a franchise, so this is the beginning of it.” This all began when F-squared started hustling his wings at Mama Cimino's restaurant in Vegas. That's why his partner is Nick Cimino, who chose the site in Iowa and bought the building next to the Clinton Mama Cimino's. Heck, Ol' Mama considers the Clockster like a second, but scrawnier son -albeit fried to a dark crackly crunch.

Hey, I'm not hating. I know good and well that as soon as I can reach an FFC I'll be the first one chomping down on my wing for a dolla' getting my own 'Flava of Love'. And if by some chance the Clockster brings FFC to D.C., those wings had better have Mumbo sauce (don't ask, I'll explain that D.C. thing later in another post) for the greater populace.

Now here's the real kicker - The Daily News reports that Flav has a culinary degree and restaurant experience. Back in his 'pre-Yeah Boyeeee' days he was just plain old William Drayton who cooked in the Long Island Nassau County Courthouse and actually fed somebody's children in the school system. Who da' thunk it?

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Yep it's true - Hova has invested in his cousin's Fulton Street, Brooklyn organic chicken joint.It's a family affair since his mom and sister are also investors. It's seriously too easy to come up with the jokes, so I'll leave that to Andy Campbell of the Brooklyn Paper:

"Empire wing of mind!" and

“If you havin’ sauce problems, I feel bad for you son / I got 99 problems and a wing ain’t one.”

I've got to admit that I could scarf down some cheese fries and jalepeno poppers with wings with FITH (Fire in the Hole) sauce. It's like my personal trifecta of junk food - Cheesy, greasy & HOT! I'll just have to add this to my list of chicken joints to investigate in NYC.

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